Luyện nghe bài hát Bust The Facts

{"here's a little story that be told.."}
Ahh yes yes y'all, and you don't
{"here's a little story must be told.."}
listenin to the sounds, of the best mc, in the world..
Lil Ced!
{"go off, and go off.."}

verse1:I got a flyer in my hand, bambaataa with crush
The place is packed, johnny wa and rayvon
Lovely ladies smellin sweet, a lot of avon
Jazzy jay by my side, charlie behind me
and theodore, super cuts that blind me
"catch a groove" is the rhythm, spinnin back and
the east and the valley, swingin back up north
Towards the south bronx, euceda park and
The speakers are pumpin, power bass is
the ultramega amp, keepin pep up, jumpin
From side to side, the double peak
had some good mc's, a lot of them, they was weak
They no style with no metaphor, no voice to
mel had the best rhymes, rankin with caz
Kool moe tried to get down, but i him sit down
With that quickness, you bite and you bit this
and go turn, see the flame and go burn
To ashes to ashes, dust to
Seven years later toy you still crusty
Your old are rust, very dirty and dusty
And under your arms you're power and musty
Get out of my way, and let the rhythm roll
Let me run up the charts, freak a turn gold
While listenin, i throw a buzz in your ear
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse2:Now swing your around, dosey-dosey
Like musical chairs and ring the rosie
The party you pace see, herc with j.c.
The herculoids battle, the twins
Funky with breakbeats, the dj spins
For the l brothers, steppin right in the
Mean was maxin, rockin rob went to work
While the tables turn, the old needles used to jerk
the belt drive, technics and b-1's
With the orange shinin, the red on d-1's
Direct drive and nova, i'm with g.l.o.b.e.
Mr. and pow-wow, monk and superman
Pullin out that e, that funky funky 40 ounce
Ikey c from cosmic, the bottom bounce
Red in the booth, the t-connection to mix
rabbit.. you know my style has trix
To go on, to the next line, to the break of
While i move up step, to the early morn
With a drink and some rhyme popcorn
Never smokin or sniffin or jokin or riffin
Because it's time to plex more, and fantastic
Donald rock and whipper whip, neither rapper was
Back in the days, you had to be so
To stretch out a rhyme, and make it elastic
You new jack, step back and be wack
You what time it is boy, and every mic i smoke
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse3:Later on at the boys club, while tom
I got a for your brain that surely rings a bell
Patti duke had the nice hands, swift billy boy
Playin james records, you stupid you silly boy
Bongo rockin, where the rhythm go
You fake and pass, busy bee and go
To the aj scratch, a beat that matched
With a break, that was hard to catch
Dst was mixin, with his elbows
Freakin the wheels, rhymes, here we go
To the faster, speed up and go faster
my jvc to mega power and blast the
Mario tape, yes the disco
With the b-side the drums, no new jack swing
Happy rappers polka dots, were bound to get stuck
You had the zulus the nine crew, you're pushin luck
The was maxin all scheamin to duck
You had the black spades, plus the skulls
was over, neither crew is exist
They got a job and a wife, a pretty woman to
So on the rhymes kept rollin, up into disco
Eddie cheeba was sweet g, and up to cisko
And islam, with the great love squids
high-top beats, can you check it, you dig
Lil Ced out smokin, my are hot
the facts!

{"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}